By the time i tidied up my new Home room, JY told me to collect my graphic calculator from her at the canteen. SO me being ME, went down to the canteen to collect the GC. 720 then. Read some juicy information about fun stuffs from an issue of cleo before realising that the first bell went off. 735 then.
Most of the J2s were still in the canteen, and i assumed that hey someone is going to be late anyway, so i dragged the time we took to the quatrangle. Times flies very fast, and waaa laaa, five minutes goes and the second bell went off. 7 40 then. By the time i reached the weighing machine, everyone was still so blur that they are already in fact late. Obediently, (or unknowingly as for some blur sotongs) we reported right in front of I-Z lim.
For that entire period of time under him, it was damn funny. I kept laughing at what he said. NO,make that everyone was laughing at what he said. He is super lame. He made us say the pledge out loud, and claim no exception for the PRs ( they had to say,"we the PRs of singapore.."
crap about if we are late and dont report then no one will know of our existence,even after the JI guy caught us. throughout his speech, he kept refering to LJC, about how we are not LJC but CJC. LJC supposedly meant latecoming/lazy jc i guessed
Once he was done with the latecomers, he went on the the rest of our attire. No tie must buy at $10 or choose to rent at $1 plus $10 deposit...It was super funny. Ok, i admit it was fun being late. BUt it was dumb being late for my reason that is. Thats why's i shall only be late once. And for the rest of the year early. Cause from tomorrow onwards, morning gathering is no longer at the canteen. It shall be near the assembly area.
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